Anna Christie

I s'pose if I tried to tell you I wasn't — that — no more you'd believe me, wouldn't you? Yes, you would! And if I told you that yust getting out in this barge, and being on the sea had changed me and made me feel different about things,'s if all I'd been through wasn't me and didn't count and was yust like it never happened — you'd laugh, wouldn't you?

Ay tank, after your mo'der die, ven Ay vas avay on voyage, it's better for you you don't never see me! Ay don't know, Anna, vhy Ay never come home Sveden in ole year. Ay vant come home end of every voyage. Ay vant see your mo'der, your two bro'der before dey vas drowned, you ven you vas born — but — Ay — don't go.

I can't do it, God help me, and your two eyes looking at me. Though I do be thinking I'd have a good right to smash your skull like a rotten egg.